The foreshore is littered with old glass shards. Most are nondescript, but occasionally I stumble upon one that sparks my interest. They come in all shapes and forms, from the top of hand blown wine bottles with the cork still in the bottle, to medicine bottles, to liquor bottles, to glass ware, ink wells and decorative toppers. I filled this glass jar with my favorites. It makes a nice decorative piece. Kind of reminds me of candy that can't be eaten.
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